Damage Control

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Amelia “So, I hear you are sleeping with the boss,” Jordan says with an evil grin. He is standing next to my desk. I look at him and shrug, “I don’t know what you are talking about.” He shoves his phone in my face, “Is that not you at a restaurant with Ezra Keaton?” I stare at the video of me at the restaurant with Ezra. “We were just eating dinner,” I mutter. “Ezra Keaton, the CEO of this company just took you to dinner at some random dump,” Jordan snorts. “Romano’s isn’t a dump,” I sneer. “Jordan,” Aaron walks over. “Did you see this?” Jordan laughs. “Get back to work,” Aaron grumbles. Jordan pockets his phone with a huff and walks away. I shudder and do my best to focus on work. My mind keeps thinking about last night with Ezra. It was the most passionate night of my life. I

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